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“There’s just one other thing that we need to be clear on.” Setting his mug on the countertop, he moved closer to her and dipped his head so that they were face-to-face. “Are you listening?”

“Y-yes.” She smelled the coffee on his breath and leaned in even closer, suddenly craving a secondhand jolt of caffeine. Her nipples tightened involuntarily, scraping against the inside of her sundress the way she hoped that his tongue one day would. She hadn’t been kidding when she suggested that they sleep together. She couldn’t speak for him, but unless they jumped each other and got it out of the way, there was no way that she’d be able to fully concentrate on work.

For all his posturing, he wasn’t completely unaffected, either. His Adam’s apple bobbed not once but twice before he spoke and gave him away. The idea that she could turn him on—that she was turning him on—caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand up in anticipation.

“When I take you to bed,” he whispered into her open mouth, “sex between us will be anything but a nonissue. Got it?”

“Got it.”

“Good.”

And then he kissed her.

Beneath Southern Skies

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